There was no traditional equipment, like a stick. A stick would have been better. But there wasn’t a stick so we used the arms of our opponents, which obviously held an inherent conflict of interest but thankfully there were no issues. We started by finding a mark on the wall at a height that we all agreed upon, then an opponent would touch the mark with an index or middle finger, arm fully outstretched and as level as possible, which depending on the opponent’s height, would occasionally require them to sustain a squatting position, and then one opponent would try to limbo underneath another opponent’s arm.
There were several different strategies employed by my opponents, who all thought theirs would help them successfully navigate their off-balanced bodies under our arms to victory as they dropped lower and lower. The eventual flaw in all of these strategies was the same, though: they were based solely in the physical. To achieve true physical feats one must control the mental, which I, admittedly, did deftly. Through a simple visualization technique I placed the weight of all of my current and former anxieties onto my opponent’s arm, tricking myself into the belief that if I came into contact with it, I would suddenly be responsible for or subjected to whatever those fears may be.
Being short on rent, running into someone you forgot to text back several weeks ago, whether it made you racist to assume that the one opponent in your limbo contest would have an edge because they were from a Latin American country and then not being sure if limboing was a Latin American thing, which would then further reinforce your potential racism and now general ignorance regarding foreign cultures––these were purely mental worries that I made into a tangible obstacle that I was then markedly more inspired to avoid, handily winning the limbo contest. Try it out for yourself.